"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

Tuesday, 22 September 2009


... I instigated campaigns I'd send a copy of this book to every MP and every immigrant, if I thought anyone cared.

In truth, I don't think they do.  The govt says it wants 'community cohesion' and 'integration' but in reality it's just hanging on by badly-bitten fingernails and hoping no-one creates a fuss.  It thinks it's on pretty solid ground because, as we all know, we English 'mustn't grumble'.  Two of our strengths are being used against us: stoicism & fortitude. Unfortunately for the Great & the Good their social engineering has made us less stoic and no-one can spell fortitude anymore. The ground is trembling because we're waking up to what's going on.  Our country is in a state of flux.

In time I suppose it won't matter: Scotland and Wales will be regions within the EU; England will be nine regions (the BBC has talked of regions rather than England for years - has no-one noticed?) and Northern Ireland will be subsumed into Ireland. Come on, you know it makes sense: let's all just roll over and make it easier for EU corporatism to straddle the world stage.  It will be a history book for my unborn grand-children to read - look on my works, ye mighty and despair, as Shelley had it.

England: off-shore prison of Euroland, the contemporary penal colony and gulag but without the human rights-violating extremes of weather posed by Siberia or Australia.  England! Green and pleasant land.  This sceptre'd isle.

"This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands,--
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England."

Bugger Labour & this govt with their army of unelected Ministers plus a large helping of 'thanks for nothing' to 'Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition'.  Come to that, and as a lifelong Monarchist this takes some saying, 'thanks for nothing, Your  Majesty'.

We want it back; it's never too late.  Say 'No' to an army of jumped-up jobsworths; say 'No' to badly-drafted laws; say 'No' to paying arbitrary fines.   Fight, protest, demonstrate, Just Say 'No'.


  1. To just say no you must be prepared to bear the slings and arrows of outraged arseholes. Are ye up for it? Are ye ready?

  2. Hi Scunnert, you know I'll be there if/when it comes to it. Will you?

    I like the twist on outrageous fortune - is that a Scunnert Special?

  3. Oddly enough, GV, I am a lifelong republican, a detester of unearned wealth and privilege, but if the Monarch would come out in defence of the country, I could quickly change my opinion on that.

  4. I stopped holding my breath when she nodded through the Lisbon Treaty Edgar.


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